Lyrics:
Nobody's perfect
Not even a perfect stranger
But oh what a gal
She was such a perfect stranger
And you're the best in your field
In your
Nobody's perfect
Not even a perfect stranger
But oh what a gal
She was such a perfect stranger
And you're the best in your field
In your office
thought I lost her
Fifty thousand dollar losses we ain't tripping we are bosses
Call the plays for the offense, from the field? No the office
If a newer
of work, can't even make it to the office field
You know that awkward feel? Body hotter than when you spark the still
All I'm able to do is cough and chill
he's back to stay
Hasn't been on a holiday
Growin' seeds, don't believe why he's been away
In the school yard, change room, playin' fields, bathroom
he's back to stay
Hasn't been on a holiday
Growin' seeds, don't believe why he's been away
In the school yard, change room, playin' fields, bathroom
growing seeds don't believe why he's
Been away in the school yard change room
Playing fields bathroom phone box office
Blocks corner turned around
yard change room
Playing fields bathroom phone box office
Blocks corner turned around they keep
Doubting the flame tossing the blame got
His name
Triple eye optometrist working from home offices
Positive fields harvested bountiful produce organics
Often heal targets, doctor of the artists
Modern day
Betta keep yo mouth closed, else niggas is getting spilled
Wasted, Im in the box office
Niggas in the field racing
I get you knocked off & all they left
Betta keep yo mouth closed, else niggas is getting spilled
Wasted, Im in the box office
Niggas in the field racing
I get you knocked off & all they left
outta school,
steady paycheck in hand
my pockets full of cash
an office in the field
helping farmers work the land
three good years before the crash
touch is gold
Out here in the field touch and go touch and go
Recognize yo power my nigga
Yes ok
I figured out how to work the system
I figured out how
J! Forces!
Timberland step with the bosses
Four! Courses!
Up in the Stu where the sauce is
Aye! Otis, too much paper the office
Aye! Losses, even
to the office I'm bossin' for real
Out in the field and I'm deskin the deals
Don't give a fuck how you wankstas feel
Make ya heart skip a beat like Shareef O'Neal
cops
Always be posted on block
We playing center or center field
Make it a highlight
Do it for love not the limelight
Make it a highlight
Do it for love
Death is calling
Death is coming
Madness in the dark
Death is calling
Death is coming
In the fields of darkness
I‘m standing in the fields
being able to feel
Sitting up in a office ain't the way I want to live
Hoping that all my niggas can make it up out that field
Don't forget and don't
you snug and warm
Wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest
We walked across the fields to see the children of the West
But we saw
you snug and warm
Wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest
We walked across the fields to see the children of the West
But we saw
you snug and warm
Wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest
We walked across the fields to see the children of the West
But we saw
mobile
No fit Dey go office load file
Nigga just send me the profile
My nigga go load am in to time
No Dey put mouth for hustle e get why
Put mouth for
of when enough is enough
Now Leon McDuff has worked on his daddy's farm everyday since the day that he was born
Plowing in the fields and hoeing in
the judge of when enough is enough
Now Leon McDuff has worked on his daddy's farm everyday
since the day that he was born
Plowing in the fields and hoeing
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